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This is what sex is supposed to be. He wasn’t lying.
And then he rolls onto his back, putting me on top of him. At first, I’m disoriented, and I try to ride him as hard as he was fucking me. He stops that almost immediately by gripping my hip with one hand while the other moves to my breast, mauling and kneading it.
His hips slam upward like a jackhammer, faster than before, and nearly as hard. I lean forward, resting my hands on his hardened chest while he fucks me like an animal.
And an orgasm that I hadn’t expected rips through my body, making me scream all over again. My pussy constricts around him, and he groans under me.
My nails dig into his chest as his hands move to my ass, squeezing harder than any man before. His breathing is ragged, and his thrusts change, becoming longer and harder.
His eyes become even wilder as his fingers dig in. Then he groans even louder as he makes just a few more thrusts before slowly relaxing.
“Fuck,” he whispers.
I don’t have words. None. Instead, I just let my body relax and lay on top of him, my head pressed to his chest. His heart is still racing, and his hand runs over my back, tracing my spine all the way from my neck to my ass in a light caress.
Finally, I can manage words as the liquid lightning leaves my body, and I say, “You were right. Sex is better than crab manicotti.”
“I told you,” he mutters.
His hand moves higher up my neck to run through my hair, slowly massaging my scalp while the other softly caresses my ass. I take a deep breath and will myself to not fall asleep before I look up at him. He’s staring at me with a contented smile on his face.
“I thought you mentioned orgasms. With an ‘s’.” I’m not complaining, but I can’t help but make the comment.
He grins. “That was the plan, but I didn’t expect you to want it quite like that. I might have gotten a little carried away.”
I can’t believe what he’s saying. Who wouldn’t want that? “Well, I definitely do. Though, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to walk tomorrow. I think you broke me.”
He chuckles and, in a single movement, surprises me by rolling me onto my back with him on top. For a moment, I wonder if he’s ready for round two, but he stands up and pulls the condom off so he can toss it in a small wastebin.
Then he crawls back on top of me, his body covering me entirely. He gets an odd look in his eye, and his smile cracks just a little. “I wasn’t sure if you were going to kiss me back or hit me in the hot tub.”
He felt so confident, so completely sure of himself. I guess that being a professional liar teaches you a few tricks.
“Could have fooled me. I thought you were reading me like a book, especially when you whispered in my ear.”
He chuckles and sits back on his heels, straddling my legs. “Sometimes, I’d rather be lucky than good.”
His hands move back to my stomach, his fingers drawing invisible shapes on my skin. It’s almost like he can’t stop touching me. Nothing like the other men I’ve dated. Where they would finish and roll over to fall asleep, Emery seems to be more awake now than he was in the hot tub.
Or at least more at ease.
“I think we’re going to need those last manicottis,” I say as his hands move toward my breasts. None of his touching is sexual, but it’s intimate in a way that I didn’t expect. When you’re in the midst of sex, being naked is natural. All those hormones flowing through your body make clothes unbearable, but now, I feel like I’m really baring myself to him. Especially in the silence as he ignores my suggestion.
It's strangely relaxing until his fingers tickle a nipple, and I can’t help laughing. He joins me in the laughter and rolls off me. “You’re right. Let’s get some manicotti, and then we can flip a coin to see who’s going to be the big spoon.”
What a ridiculous thought. When I get out of bed, he looks genuinely happy, like the night we talked after the tanning lotion incident. He waits for me, and as we walk, he puts his hand on my ass. It occurs to me he still hasn’t said a word about my reverse tan, and I’m thankful.
I thought I was falling in lust with Emery Brooks earlier tonight. Now I’m sure that I’m head over heels for the man. I don’t know if I’d ever want anything more from him, but I am positive that I want a repeat of tonight as often as possible.
Chapter 18
Emery
I can’t stop staring at Madison through the window of my office. I’ve fucked too many women to count, but last night was nothing like that. Last night was real.
There’s a difference between sex and whatever happened between the two of us. Sex is fun, but last night was dangerous. I want Madison Carter in ways that have nothing to do with using her and throwing her away. I want to get to know her, to connect with her.
That’s not what the world expects from Emery Brooks. They need me to walk the red carpet and leave everyone wanting more. It’s imperative to my business and the life I’ve built for myself and my partners.
